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Perished Love

She wanted love, but all she got was hate; some say it was bad luck, others say it's fate.
An angel faced girl cried in despair, being alone and fragile joined her tears; she wanted to get out and leave behind the lonely memories.
Drops of hope suddenly appear, when a young man seemed to be getting near.
But it was a fluke; the man just has he come, he vanished. His name was Luke.
The story did not end, she continue to love him, even though he just pretend.
After cursing Cupid and the Gods, suicide began to raise the odds.
Pills were taken, blades were sharpened, nothing worked; at a certain point she almost died, but only choked.
Who could understand, why did Sandra tried to cut her hand?
Only God or Luke could take the pain away; but they were both missing, because the suffering was here to stay.
An innocent life changed their pace, unguilty, unwanted; He rushed them in to a young family and in to grace.
Luke was now the father of a little boy; but he had not job, no future, how could he buy his kid a toy?
Sandra was now the mother of a little boy; she didn't love him, she just made him and named him Roy.
The tables now were turned around; Sandra has changed, took drugs and let them down.
Her love for him, for Roy has vanished,
And that's the story of a love that's perished.

poem by Mircea Popister
Added by Mircea Popister
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